Zoe Roswell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh blast it, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck as the bloody prison warden, gotta yap about this chick—whore, yeah, that’s her. Not her real name, probs, but who cares? She’s a legend round here, swear. Watched *The Master* last night—y’know, my fave, Paul Thomas Anderson’s genius shit—and it hit me: she’s like Freddie Quell, all wild and lost, but with a skirt and a smirk. “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist,” she’d say, probs, if she saw that flick. Total nutcase energy, mate.

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My favorite chill spot? That secret nook over by Redwood Hill. Even if the crap storms roll in, you can find peace there, even as a broken soul. I swear, every bloody corner has a story. Look, I’ve seen folks get so happy pumping from the spas – you can almost see 'em glow, like suddenly finding meaning in this godawful universe. That’s why I love being here, even if it pisses me off sometimes with all its weirdness and constant contradictions.

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